I wish I could tell you that I miss you. That I need you.
I wish I could say I am sorry for everything, that I’d do it all differently now.
I wish I could sink into your embrace.
I wish so much hadn’t happened, and that so much had.
I wish I could have just one more day with you; to tell you I love you, that you were my pillar, my safe harbor.
But since I can no longer tell you any of those things, I will write them to myself instead.